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As the blonde youth approached, his imperial aura intensified, and the mounting pressure became nearly suffocating. Yang Wudi's heart skipped a beat as he asked in confusion, "Old Niu, who is this?"
Niu Gao laughed heartily. "Old Goat, before you stands the number one theoretical master of the Douluo Continent!"
"The number one in Strength!" "The number one in Life Force!" "The number one in Speed!" "The Holy Son of Spirit Hall, the Lord of the Saint Temple!" "Our Lord, Ye Lan!"
He is Ye Lan? The best in strength, life, and speed? Yang Wudi mused. He looked at the three old men with a bizarre expression. Have these guys lost all self-respect just to flatter someone? Based on his intel, Ye Lan was a mere Spirit Elder two years ago. Could he truly defeat a Spirit Douluo now?
Bai He, seeing his granddaughter Bai Chenxiang walking hand-in-hand with Ye Lan, felt a surge of joy. With this, the Speed Clan is truly set for life. Chenxiang, well done! He then noticed Yang Wudi's skeptical look and knew the "Old Goat" was making the same mistake he once had—not believing Ye Lan could suppress a Spirit Douluo.
By now, Ye Lan had already subdued three clans. He had outrun Bai He, overpowered Tai Shan, and out-defended Niu Gao. Even facing the combat-heavy Yang Wudi, this would likely be a one-sided massacre.
Bai He stepped forward to introduce them. "Master, let me introduce you. This is Yang Wudi, Clan Head of the Breaking Clan and a dear friend to Niu Gao and me. His personality is just like his appearance—stubborn to the bone."
Ye Lan nodded, sizing up Yang Wudi. His aura alone was several times stronger than the other three clan heads.
"Who's stubborn?" Yang Wudi grumbled. His relationship with this Holy Son hadn't even begun, yet Bai He was already revealing his secrets.
"Old Goat, with the Master here, I won't argue with you," Bai He said. "This gathering was organized by the Master to recruit the four clans. Only your Breaking Clan remains. Didn't you always brag that your Soul-Breaking Spear is the number one attack under heaven, stronger than the Clear Sky Hammer at the same level?"
"Brag? It's a fact!" Yang Wudi snapped. "The Breaking Clan just hasn't produced a genius Spirit Master in a while. If the Clear Sky Hammer users didn't use the 'Nine Absolute Skills' or 'Great Sumeru Hammer,' how could their attack power possibly compare to mine?"
"Prove it then," Bai He goaded. "The Master is our certified champion of strength. If your attack is truly number one, surely you can surpass him? Let's have a wager. If the Master exceeds you in attack power, you lead the Breaking Clan in a pledge of total loyalty. How about it?"
"The Breaking Clan has no interest in pledging loyalty to anyone," Yang Wudi said coldly. "We trusted those old fools in the Clear Sky Sect once, and it cost us dearly. At most, I'll join his Saint Temple personally. As for the rest of my clan, you'd have to ask them."
"You stubborn goat!" Niu Gao began to curse, but Ye Lan waved him down.
"Enough. We will do it on Clan Head Yang's terms," Ye Lan said calmly.
Yang Wudi looked at Ye Lan's supremely confident aura and wondered if he had misjudged the boy's rank. "Holy Son, how shall we test our attack power?"
"Attack power? The best way is head-on. One strike to decide the winner. Whoever retreats even half a step loses. How does that sound?"
"Deal!" Yang Wudi's eyes blazed with excitement. This suited his tastes perfectly. When he fought the Clear Sky Douluos, he only lost because his stacking attack power wasn't as efficient as the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. In a single-strike contest, he believed he was invincible among his peers.
Bai Chenxiang squeezed Ye Lan's hand. "Idol, good luck!"
"Don't worry," Ye Lan replied. "Just watch me."
Yang Wudi's right hand flashed with blood-red light as a pitch-black, twelve-foot long spear appeared. The Soul-Breaking Spear shimmered with a murderous chill; its shaft was as thick as a man's arm, tipped with a massive four-foot blade.
Then, eight spirit rings—Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black—rose from beneath his feet.
"Yang Wudi! Spirit: Soul-Breaking Spear! Level 82 Spirit Douluo! Power-Attack System Tool Spirit Master!"
"Ye Lan. Spirit: Blue Silver Grass. Level 55 Spirit King! Life System Spirit Master!"
Ye Lan's eyes glowed orange-gold. Dozens of gold-and-silver Universe-Reaching Vines erupted from around him. As the crowd gaped at the massive vines, Ye Lan's rings appeared:
Deep Yellow! Purple! Black-Purple! Blood Red! Blood Red!
"Ten-thousand-year rings!!" "Master is invincible!"
The three clans cheered. This was the man they followed! Only such an invincible master was worthy of their lives.
Yang Wudi was shaken. Dual hundred-thousand-year rings? This meant Ye Lan's physical body was already at the Titled Douluo level. However, Yang Wudi did not lose his will to fight. He was nearly thirty levels higher; he wouldn't even fear a Seraphim spirit at this gap.
"To battle!"
"Pierce!!" The Soul-Breaking Spear's armor penetration increased by 100%. "Burst!!" A layer of black light erupted from the tip, increasing attack power by 50% and adding explosive force. "Power!!" "Break!!"
Black flames rose around Yang Wudi as his seventh ring glowed. He and his spear merged into a singular form of black fire. At this moment, his attack power was comparable to a Level 93 Titled Douluo!
Facing this, Ye Lan held nothing back. "Blue God's Insight," "Life Sharing," "Titan God Body," "Titan Transformation," "Blue Silver Evolution," and "Grow Quickly" were all activated!
His left and right arms glowed with black and ice-blue light. Eight pitch-black "Ancient Beast Tentacles" erupted from his back.
With the Titan Giant Ape left arm bone, the pseudo-god level Water Dragon King right arm bone, and his external spirit bones, his strength was multiplied to staggering levels. His total life force was now roughly equal to the sum of twenty-four Spirit Douluos.
His size grew by 300%, and thanks to his "Titan God Body," he reached a height of thirteen meters!
Under the "Titan God Body" judgment, he was classified as a quasi-god level life form. His attack power surged to the level of a Level 96 Titled Douluo!
The onlookers looked up at the thirteen-meter-tall "God" and the hundred-meter vines, swallowing hard. "Is he a god descended to earth?"
"To battle!!" Ye Lan's roar shook the air.
Yang Wudi's fighting spirit reached its peak. "Invincible!" He turned into a black meteor, lunging toward the sky.
But as he rose, an ice-blue dragon claw appeared in his vision. This was Ye Lan's right hand, fully transformed into the Water Dragon King's Claw. It was so massive it seemed to cover the sky, blotting out the sun.
Facing the frozen, crystalline texture of the claw, Yang Wudi felt as if he were submerged in the deepest arctic trench. His adrenaline spiked. He gripped his spear, but his hands were so stiff with cold and awe that he couldn't even thrust.
CRASH!!
The black flame spear collided with the ice-blue claw. The sheer force stripped the flesh from Yang Wudi's palms, but he refused to let go. However, the dragon claw didn't budge an inch.
BOOM!
Yang Wudi was swatted out of the sky like a fly, crashing into a deep pit in the ground.
"Xiao Lan's strength has grown again," the Silver Wolf remarked. "That strength probably rivals Elder Yue Guan now."
A pale, dust-covered Yang Wudi crawled out of the crater, coughing. "Cough... I really am old. Is the younger generation truly this strong?"
"Hahaha! Old Goat, do you yield now?" Bai He laughed.
The Breaking Clan members hurried forward. They hadn't even been able to see Ye Lan's knees from the ground; he had looked like a mountain. The majesty of his Blue Silver Grass had made them feel like ants.
"I lost," Yang Wudi admitted. "Members of the Breaking Clan, listen! By the terms of the wager, you may all choose to join the Holy Son's Saint Temple. I will not blame those who refuse. What is your choice?"
"I'm in!" "I'll join!"
Seeing his clan's enthusiastic response, Yang Wudi realized he couldn't hold back. However, he still hoped to keep the clan specialized in medicine to ensure their long-term survival.
As Ye Lan approached, holding Bai Chenxiang's hand, Yang Wudi bowed. "Wudi greets the Temple Lord. The Breaking Clan is willing to join the Saint Temple!"
Ye Lan noticed the lack of a "loyalty" pledge. He knew he needed to offer more to fully secure their hearts. "Clan Head Yang, have you ever heard of Immortal Herbs?"
Yang Wudi's head snapped up. "Immortal herbs?! Have you seen them?"
"You are clearly obsessed with the path of medicine," Ye Lan smiled. "But I suspect your knowledge of them is limited. Otherwise, you would have noticed that Chenxiang has already consumed one."
"Chenxiang?" Bai He was shocked. He scanned his granddaughter and realized she was already Level 40.
"She consumed a Ten-Thousand-Year Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng," Ye Lan explained. "The King of Immortal Herbs."
"Impossible! That herb cannot reach ten thousand years naturally!"
Ye Lan activated his "Natural Domain" and "Blue Silver Evolution."
"Look at the plants outside the square," Ye Lan said.
The crowd watched in awe as the grass began to grow at a visible, frantic pace. When Ye Lan dropped a single bead of his "Ultimate Life Blood" into the patch, the waist-high grass exploded upward by another meter instantly.
Yang Wudi's hands trembled. He understood exactly what this meant. If the Temple Lord could age a plant like that, the shortage of rare ingredients that plagued his clan's alchemy would vanish forever. With an endless supply of high-year herbs, surpassing the Clear Sky Sect was only a matter of time!
"How is my ability, Clan Head Yang?"
Yang Wudi dropped to his knees, kowtowing. "Divine power! Master, does this have a side effect?"
"None. As long as I wish it, I can raise any plant to the ten-thousand-year level. As I grow stronger, even hundred-thousand or million-year levels are possible."
Yang Wudi was incoherent with excitement. Ye Lan added the final blow: "Furthermore, Elder Dugu possesses a sacred land where growth is naturally ten times faster. Combined with my power, we will never lack spirit herbs. All the Saint Temple needs now is a Medicine Hall. Would you be willing to serve as its Hall Master?"
Yang Wudi kowtowed again, his voice thunderous. "Wudi is willing! Members of the Breaking Clan, hear my command! All of us hereby swear our lives in total loyalty to Master Ye Lan!"
"The Breaking Clan swears death-defying loyalty to Master Ye Lan!!"
(End of Chapter)